Chapter Sixty One Aurora woke before dawn to the distant wail of sirens. The whole camp seemed to be shuddering awake at once—medics snatching up their kits, radios crackling orders, spotlights sweeping the tents.She scrambled into her scrubs and rushed outside. Within moments she collided with Liam at the edge of the command tent. His face was grim. His uniform clung to him with sweat and dust.“Report,” he snapped.Aurora swallowed. “There’s an outbreak in the pediatric ward. Several children have high fevers and… internal bleeding.”Liam’s jaw tightened. “Show me.”They sprinted across the courtyard, past rows of stretchers and medics rushing wounded. Sirens punctuated the chaos. Aurora’s pulse hammered as they reached the small cluster of tents where the children were housed.Inside, four children lay in a row of cots. Their sheets were soaked dark, their breathing ragged. Nurses hovered, terrified. One child moaned, clutching her stomach.Aurora swallowed bile. “They were fine
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